When I get back to the room I’m still in tears, but I quickly wash them off in the sink, trying to be quiet as Bree sleeps. I can’t sleep anymore, not that I really could before, but I end up grabbing one of the pillows Bree isn’t using and held it in my hands, pressing it against my chest, and my face. Almost instantly I’m in tears again and I slide to the ground, my body wracked with tears as I breathe in his scent. I was still in shock over everything that I heard, but nothing could stop me from replaying Ashe’s sorrow over and over again in my mind. I was so mad at myself for not killing Rhett earlier, but then how would we have known the truth? Megus…oh Megus. How could I tell him that Ashe was his grandson? I should have seen it. Now that I think about it, the father-in-law had r
